Chapter 477: Chuanghualou

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Chapter 477 Breaking into the Flower Mansion
The head of the guard stared at Qin Ming's eyes and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"I know where he is, I don't know the name."
"Is that still a troublemaker?" The head of the guard is very high. It is the Eighth Heaven of Diwu Realm. He is in front of Qin Ming, like a giant Yue, with heavy coercion.
"Which room? I can go to the announcement." Yun'er stood behind, looking curiously, but couldn't see it. Her eyes were clear, but she was full of murder. It's not who the guy was killed, too bad luck.
"Western half."
"Which room? Say the name of the room."
"Yahao?" Qin Ming didn't even know.
"Don't you know where he is? Say the nickname."
"do not know."
The guard's chief raised his hand outwards, indifferently: "Last time, please!"
Qin Ming looked at the western half of the daughter's pavilion, full of helplessness. Brother Wang, do you really want to do this?
"Please leave here." The guards of Nuojie all took a few steps forward, staring at Qin Ming, holding hands and holding their arms. They could see that Qin's life was weak, his face pale, and he must have been seriously injured.
Qin Ming patted Bai Hu's back, took a few steps back, and turned to leave.
Yun Er gently blew a kiss: "Brother, come back when you have time."
There were people standing on both sides of the red carpet, always staring at Qin Ming, waiting for a good show. It won't be long before the people of Fengleimen and Jinyangzong arrive and see how this boy deals with it. Those two major gates are not easy to mess with, especially Fengleimen, which are all tempers.
"I counted three, and you rushed in, west half, upper layer." Qin Ming rubbed Bai Hu's head, threw the stone box, and held it in his arms.
Ok? The chief of the guard stopped, tilted his head, squinted, and clenched his fists secretly.
The other guards also stopped and turned to look at Qin Ming's back, unconvinced?
Qin Ming lifted his breath deeply and exhaled slowly, blowing a strong wind all over his body, blowing up dust and dancing.
"Don't know what to do." The guard's leader was angry, and he turned to teach him.
Qin Ming's body was full of golden light, and the four wings flew open. Without waiting for the surrounding people to see what was going on, he seemed like a golden lightning soared up into the sky, hundreds of meters straight, then fell down and banged at the daughter's court. In the western half, a loud noise smashed into the wall and turned into the room there.
"Ah!" The passionate men and women screamed in the room.
"Continue! Don't worry about me." Qin Ming converged his wings, pushed away the room and walked out, leaving a man and a woman staring at the torn wall.
Outside the daughter's court, the guards were stunned. Look at the white tiger, often the sky, and look at the big hole opened to the west. What's going on? How did he get there?
Bai Hu is all stunned, how about counting to three?
"Asshole! Follow me!" The guard chief was angry and rushed into the daughter's court with the guard. Dare to play tricks in front of Uncle Ben? Life is crooked.
Yun Er's coquettish laughter and red lips flashed a deceptive luster. She hooked her hand at the white tiger: "Let's go, I'll take you in."
The daughter's pavilion is luxurious and luxurious, with different styles on different floors. The first floor is magnificent, luxurious and extravagant, the second floor is antique, the symphony, the third floor is full of water and steam, and the fourth floor is a garden. The independent small courtyards are carefully matched. The fifth floor, that is, the top floor, has very different styles. Different areas and different styles are completely independent and provide many special services to meet various needs.
Because the structure of Nuojie is like a lotus flower in bloom, not only is it very large in scope, but the structure is more complicated. If it is not a frequent visitor, it is easy to get lost in it. But Qin Ming had the guidance of Wang Yin, avoiding Yingying Yanyan's woman and the attendants everywhere, came to the west of the fourth floor and broke into an independent courtyard.
In the spacious room, you are fragrant.
Five wonderful young girls danced, dancing gracefully and lightly like butterflies. Two women in white played the zither, sang softly and sang softly.
Right next to the window, there was a large bed, which occupied almost half of the room. A man was lying on it, wearing a smooth bath towel, half asleep and awake. Two beautiful women were gentle Massaging his body for him. They raised their bright eyes and looked curiously at Qin Ming who came in.
The man was lying on the bed, and said vaguely: "Tired, sit down and rest."
When Qin Ming heard this, he was furious and said, "What about the good kings?" It ’s hard for a king to say that Wang Chishou can help? I'm embarrassed outside, are you enjoying inside?
"My son ..."
"Exempt!" Qin Ming waved and stopped.
"Don't be shy, no one else is here."
The man on the bed said lazily: "She has a very special technique, which can heal, rejuvenate, and gather energy."
"Not used to it, I'll be fine."
There was a chaotic noise outside, and White Tiger rushed from the first floor to the fourth floor. Following the signs left by Qin Ming, he banged the door and came here.
Followed by a large number of guards, he kept complaining to other guests and came here angrily.
The guard kept glaring at Qin Ming and came in with his fist: "Good boy, you ..."
"Is there something wrong?" The man raised his eyes and said lightly.
"Is that you? Uh ... has he bothered you?" The captain of the guard changed slightly, motioning for all the followers to withdraw.
"My brother."
"Ah?" The guard guard glanced at Qin Ming, hesitated, exited the room with two complaints, and closed the door.
Do they know? Qin Ming's mind moved slightly, and suddenly stopped the guard. "and many more!"
"Please order." The captain said a little politely.
"Give me something." Qin Ming got up and walked behind the screen. After packing, he took out two boxes and handed them to him.
"Where are you going?" The guard took it with both hands.
"This is the address, do as I said above." Qin Ming handed him a stationery and dropped a black gold coin by the way. "It's pay, it's hard."
The guard's face slowly eased, and he took the black gold coins and left the room. Before leaving, he asked the man in the bed again: "We will try to make troubles after Feng Leimen and Jin Yangzong will come. We try to stop them, but if too many people come, we will ..."
"I deal."
"There is work." The head guard exited the room and looked at Qin Ming before leaving, with a strange look.
"You all step back." Qin Ming told the women in the room to leave, very uncomfortable with this kind of occasion.
They stopped one by one and looked at the men on the bed.
"The King of Qinglian is not here anymore, afraid of anything." The man chuckled, shook his head, and made a noise to indicate that the women were all back.
After a while, only Qin Ming, Bai Hu, and the man getting up in the bed were left in the room. The atmosphere was a little weird.
The man leaned back on the bed, took the wine glass and took a sip, examining Qin's life.
"How do you know it will be me?"
"Jin Yunxie, Qin Mingren. You took the instrument spirit from Banyue Island by yourself, fleeing thousands of miles, crossing the sea day and night, leaving the Witch Temple to follow, and came to this glazed island alive, but it is not a word of" evil " . "
"How do you know that I have an instrument in my hand? How do you know that I am chased by the Witch Palace?"
"I know a lot, otherwise how can you be your elder brother. Well, don't be stern, this little trouble does not require me to pick you up in person, you are the undead king of the Temple of Heaven."
Qin Ming looked at the wine glass next to him, raised his head and drank it, and went smoothly: "You know me, I don't know you yet."
"Call me Jiugong."
"Nine brother?" Qin Ming recalled the information of the kings in the Temple of Heaven, his face changed slightly, and looked at the man in surprise: "King of nine prisoners?"